Dance really cheers me up, whole lot. Though i felt so inferior at the YouthPark Remix class just awhile ago. I'm sitting at staring, but i feel a whole lot of endorphines running through my body. : D This rocks. Dance is good, makes me happy and the company makes everything better. I'm so going for next week's class.
School's going so not well, my geog file's not done. Or should i say, everything's not done. Homework's in a mess and chemicals and ions give me headaches. Tell me i'm not too involved in dance. I think without dance i'd just be an emo kid. Bonnie, Khym, Jiahui, and Jewel are just so funny. My dance coaches are so hawt. But they're ideas are so queer, Mud people? EEKS!
I turn away, by the next second i turn back, i see everything splitting up. Oh gosh, how much this hurts me. Everyone's hurting everyone. I hate seeing these things happen. What happened to our happy holidays. Everyone was so happy then, i understand things change and hearts too. But why, the sudden change? It's like as if everything's planned. Like as if things are meant this way.
I guess some things are just meant to be, and that everything happens for a reason. Maybe it's a blessing in disguise, maybe it's an obstacle we have to overcome, maybe things arent that bad. I just hope for the best because i rmb when everyone was happy and that time was the time of my life.
I feel pressure, like it's a thousand blocks piling on me, causing each part of me to crumble down.
Friendships, dance, school, I salute whoever can juggle it all.
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